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”Senior Song wonʼt participate?” Soft Feather blinked her eyes and said, ”Thatʼs a pity. I think that Senior Song will regret not participating in such an exciting competition.”

”Ahahaha, this exciting and explosive competition is not too suitable for me. I prefer competitions that are slightly more relaxed and easy-going.” Song Shuhang forced a smile… there was no way he would regret something like that!

On the contrary, what he would regret for a lifetime was participating!

”I have the feeling that Senior Song will surely participate in the competition at the appointed time! I have this premonition!” Soft Feather said.

”...” Song Shuhang.

Ugh, ugh, ugh! I shouldnʼt mind what she said, letʼs hope for the best!

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Just as the two of them were chatting, Soft Feather suddenly stopped. Then, she stretched out her hand and took out a crystal from her size-reducing purse.

This crystal was something that she and Song Shuhang retrieved from the smelted cave of Mr. She Lan.

Since she found the crystal very beautiful, Soft Feather decided to take it with her.

Soft Feather said in puzzlement, ”Strange, it almost feels as though this crystal is sending some sort of signal...”

At this time, the nearby Liu Jianyi stretched out his neck and shot a glance at the crystal. ”Similar crystals were used by ancient cultivators to communicate amongst them. Their effects arenʼt bad, and they can project the illusory picture of the other person in the air. However, it would waste quite a lot of mental energy and spirit stones to use them. After the introduction of mobile phones, these gadgets were slowly abandoned. I didnʼt expect that there was someone still using them. Soft Feather, place a spirit stone below the crystal to open the communication channel.”

Soft Feather nodded and took out a spirit stone, placing it below the crystal.

”Buzz, buzz, buzz~”

As soon as it found a source of energy, the crystal reacted.

A ray of light came out of the crystal and projected an image right in front of Song Shuhang.

The image started to slowly take shape until it transformed into the figure of an elegant man. The man had a confident smile on his face and was fiddling with the red-colored gem in his hands.

”The connection finally went through! It seems youʼre really busy lately, ʼmisterʼ. The reason I contacted you this time was mainly to thank you for trading a very high-quality ʼBlood Sea Jadeʼ with… what the f*ck?”

The elegant figure stopped halfway through its cool speech and suddenly raised its head, gazing at the bald and gentle-looking youth in front of it. When the other person saw this baldy, he couldnʼt help but let out a ʼf*ckʼ.

The elegant figure managed to calm itself with much difficulty. Afterward, it heaved a sigh and said, ”How come youʼre here?”

Although he had shaved his head, he could still recognize this young man!

Song Shuhang caressed his big bald head and said, ”I wasnʼt expecting to see you here, either… Young Master Hai.”

This guy named ʼYoung Master Haiʼ was literally everywhere.

Moreover, it seemed that there was some relationship between him and this ʼmisterʼ. Was it possible that he had a hand in these matters regarding the ʼsword techniqueʼ, the Chu Family, and the Illusory Sword School?

First, he destroyed the ʼMoon Saber Sectʼ, and now, he destroyed the ʼIllusory Sword Schoolʼ as well. Doing such a thing was really in the style of this Young Master Hai, a cruel and merciless fellow with many tricks up his sleeve!

The nearby Soft Feather asked out of curiosity, ”Senior Song, do you know this guy?”

”I donʼt really know him… but I know that heʼs called Young Master Hai. Recently, he made Senior Su Clanʼs Seven very angry, and heʼs now hiding from him to avoid getting chopped. I bet heʼs hiding inside the Limitless Demon Sect, not daring to come out,” Song Shuhang said harshly. He didnʼt have any favorable impression of this Young Master Hai.

”Haha…” Young Master Hai made a hollow laugh and said, ”Since Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books is there, that mister should be already dead, right?”

”Yes.” The corner of Song Shuhangʼs rose as he said, ”We already thoroughly dismantled that mister.”

”Dismantled?” Young Master Hai was having some difficulties visualizing how one could die from ʼdismantlingʼ. Did they tear his body in several parts? Anyway, it seemed that mister was more unfortunate than fortune and met a very bad end.